Getting old sucks-lah.
From now on, I’ve decided, I don’t want to give a damn about age anymore. Screw that! and if you think age is very important..well screw you too!
The most important of all is health -in the long run, it all boils down to health. If one is healthy and fit (both physically and mentally), that’s all that matters.
I got tagged by a labyrinth keeper.
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The rules are:
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AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and
caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows
how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in
oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered.
Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious.
Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led.
Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but
not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.
and trusty
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(haha..macam kipas diri sendiri pulak, bold yang best je)
Unfortunately O labyrinth keeper, my friends aren’t exactly bloggers, as you can see from the scarcity of links and comments here. Therefore I have no other choice but not to obey rule #5.
p/s: it is also observable that I’m not following rule #4, hey..what can I say, I’m not that good when it comes to following rules 
Two types of traditionally preserved food that have filled my stomach on different occasions:
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-Serunding
-Ikan pekasam
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Serunding. Meat strands that have been mixed with spices and cooked dry. The meat strands can last for a very long time as long as they’re not exposed to excessive humidity. The taste, great! I’m eating one right now as I’m typing this -serunding stuffed breadroll.
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Ikan pekasam. Now, there’s no in-between when it comes to pekasam, this you’ll either hate or love. Ikan pekasam is fermented fish (i have to admit it, the name sounds repulsive -fermented fish ). A fish that has been cleaned, gutted, coated with spices and salt, and then kept sealed in a jar for about a week becomes ikan pekasam.
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It’ll smell, because it’s fish and it’s fermented, but once fried, the smell becomes something else entirely. Now, the fish smells tantalizing and mouthwatering, the bones are now brittle and thus edible, the flesh soury-salty and will surely complement the taste of whatever you’re having as main dish.
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The end.
madaj jadam madaj jadam
jadam madaj jadam madaj
madaj jadam madaj jadam
best?
Idiots are many and numerous.
Chances are you’re surrounded by them, realize it or not, like it or not.
Please, do allow me to share with you one of the definitive characteristic of an idiot for who knows, the next time you meet one, you’ll know and may decide to do whatever you need in such a meeting (flight or fight).
Only one. Idiots don’t freakin know that they’re idiots. They would be talking like cocks pretending they know, possibly, everything. They would be making remarks that they think are witty but the truth is, of course, the remarks are simply irritating.
Most of the times, they do not abide by Plato’s simple yet sound advice -Know thyself.
Hence they would be passing out stupid judgments without knowing that they are the ones who deserve the judgments in the first place.
Among the examples that I can draw from my own life experience:
1) "She looks so un-stylish" <–you’re the one who looks like a hobo.
2) "Why are ‘they’ always dirty!" <–you’re the unhygienic one, bastard.
3) "The others are wrong! We are the only right ones" <– pure idiocy.
I could probably list more and the list would go on and on, therefore I will refrain from continuing and shall stop here.
This is pretty much a call from me to idiots out there. I may be smiling at you and treating you as a fellow gentleman but please, remember not to push your luck eh bastards. Because who’s to know, one fine day, you might just run out of luck and become successful in seeing the side of me you would rather not see…and then you will regret it for your entire life.
No kidding eh, this is serious stuff *wink
